Death is not worse pain than an empty life. -- Lun Tha

Today is a very big day. So big, in fact, that it would not fit on my calendar!  I had, therefore, to look up all the important things that happened on that day. You can too.  Go ahead.  We'll wait.

(((Party shuffle.)))

Above you see a variety of images.  Let me tell you about them.

First, the Official Happy Birthday Card.  I would have shown a pic of the actual card I got for him (which is, true to form, still sitting on my desk) but the battery on my camera died! Alas!  It only took part of a picture.  So I went scrounging. And Scott, know that I only do it because yes, you are worth it. <smile>

For Scott's birthday, please do not give him milk with his cake. Milk makes him sneeze and we really, really don't want him sneezing at our party for him, do we? No.

For your birthday, my dear friend, I brought you the entire Mets team from the year you were born.  It was a good year, in spite of the Iggy Pop lyrics, which are rather inane. I was three that year, and who knew that 3000 miles away one of my future friends-that-I-still-haven't-met-though-we-talk-a-lot was being born?

I also found for you this 1969 World Series Cover featuring your favorite team.  Frame it in good health.

The Police will be down here in Florida in July.  So since I couldn't get you actual tickets, I got you a picture of Sting, anyway, and we can at least think how cool it'd be to drag our families to a concert.

Happy Birthday, Scott.  May your day be better than a dinner out with the girls.

And everyone who is not Scott, please click on over and wish him well on his birthday.